Bed-time talks

 

Two cotlights winking face to face 

flash messages in the dead of night.

Like fireflies caught in lovers' dance

two creatures alone

in this world, reside.

A cheeky tongue sticks out

in time with a curtain flutter.

Yonder a pock-marked face distorts

with torchlit dramatics inside a pillow fort.

Giggle uttered but never exchanged

titter and subside in both abodes.

Like fairy-lights on low batteries,

one drives away loneliness

the other makes do for unwelcome company.

What thoughts, naive, cross infant minds

Befriending souls many blocks apart?

One in a dinner crowd, another only solitude allowed,

mime messages only lonely hearts can hear.

The above poem is for the NaPoWriMo2022. Day 2. Prompt: To pick a word from Haggard Hawk's twitter page. I couldn't open the page so instead I went on his Instagram page (same name).